Marvel: Tony Stark's Journey in the Omniverse

Maria's voice wavered. "So how do we... you know... die?"

Tony took a deep breath. "It happens in 1991. Father finally perfects the super soldier serum and reports it to S.H.I.E.L.D. But Hydra, hidden within S.H.I.E.L.D., sees this as their opportunity. They send the Winter Soldier after you two. He causes your car to crash and executes you both before retrieving the serum."

Maria turned pale, gripping Howard's arm. Howard's face darkened, his hands curling into fists. "Bastards. They killed us for something they couldn't even reproduce. What a waste."

Tony exhaled. "That's not all. I saw more."

Howard glared. "What now?"

Tony hesitated. "I saw my own future assassination attempt."

Maria gasped. "No!"

Tony quickly raised a hand. "I survived. But I was captured and forced to build weapons in a cave. I only escaped by constructing a suit of armor."

Howard looked at him incredulously. "You built an armored suit in a cave?"

Tony grinned. "Yep." He made sure to pop the 'p'. "But this time, it wasn't Hydra. It was Obadiah Stane. He hired the Ten Rings, an ancient and powerful organization masquerading as a terrorist group, to take me out. Except, he forgot to tell them who I was, so they captured me instead of outright killing me."

Howard stood abruptly, knocking over a glass of scotch. "That traitor! I gave him everything! Raised him to power! He would be nothing without me!"

Tony nodded solemnly. "In addition to working with the U.S. military, Stane sells weapons to terrorist organizations and other unsavory groups. If you dig into his financials, you'll find the evidence to kick him out of the company and take his shares."

Howard clenched his jaw. "Damn right I will."

Tony pressed on. "Dad, we need to centralize power in the company. You gave up your majority stake, which is why I got kicked out as president by the board in the future. We can't let that happen. We need absolute control over Stark Industries."

Howard leveled his gaze at his son. "That's what this is about, isn't it? You want complete control of Stark Industries so that you can influence the future

Tony didn't flinch. "We need to step forward Dad."

Howard chuckled, shaking his head. "Coming from a four-year-old, that's rich."

Maria looked between them, still shaken. "What about us? How do we save ourselves?"

Howard nodded, his expression firm. "Alright, Tony. What's the plan?"